DESTINY OF JAMILA

DESTINY OF JAMILA
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Arriving at Mahmud's house. It feels like Mila's chest is about to explode. He just wanted to make peace with himself. Forgive the husband's mistakes. But, after knowing the fact that Irene was pregnant with her son Irfan, made her re-shocked by that reality. Then he is not ready to return with Irfan, with all the mistakes that Irfan then right.


"Huhuhoo... Mom, a, I can't seem to live with Mas Irfan Bu anymore. A, I'm getting tormented living with her. Mistake I can't take ma'am!"


Mila is crying in the arms of Jannah's mother.


"Yes, because it's new that's why you're still heartbroken like this. With the passage of time, everything will also be fine." Ms. Jannah replied softly, trying to give an image to Mila.


"No, no ma'am. I can't fight my heart. I don't want to go back with Irfan Bu!"


"Mila, think well. If you divorce Irfan, who will you pay for? your salary is only 500 thousand as an honorary teacher. And your son needs a father figure." Said Bu Jannah full of emphasis. The middle-aged woman loosened Mila's embrace, staring intently at the troubled Mila.


"I have hands, I have feet. I can find my own food, ma'am." Mila's voice is still sobbing in the arms of Bu Jannah.


Ms. Jannah did not say another word. He just stared at Mila who looked hit it.


While in the living room. Mahmud and Irfan are arguing. Irfan who is unstable in his emotions forces to go into the room, meeting Mila who is being pacified by Ms. Jannah.


Mila who could not bear to hear the commotion, finally decided to come out of the room. He's going to meet Irfan. As he exited the room, he was greeted by his daughter Salsa. Who had indeed since eavesdropped on his mother's conversation with the grandmother of Jannah.


"Ma, Salsa's coming with Mama!" Salsa said crying. He seemed to have understood and knew a little, if his father and mother were fighting.


"Yes son!" Mila embraces the child. Take him to the living room to meet Irfan.


Arriving in the middle room, Irfan who was sitting, rushed to Mila.


"Mila, don't you get mad at me again, okay? I really have nothing to do with Irene. I'm sorry Mila!"


Bruuggk


Back Irfan prostrated at Mila's feet, but Mila rewinded her body. He is not a God to be worshipped. "I'm sorry deck!" Pinta with both hands clenched.


Mr. Mahmud and Mr. Jannah were saddened to see the situation before him. The couple did not expect the house of Mila and Irfan would be destroyed like this, even though Irfan Dan Mila before deciding to get married had been dating for 3 years. Three years is not a short time.


"Give me a chance once again, baby. If I do it again, I'll really get away from your life and Salsa's!" pinta Irfan with tears in front of Mila, Salsa, Mr. Mahmud and Bu Jannah.


Miss Jannah approached Mila. Gently stroked the fragile shoulder of the woman. "Round your throat. Forgive him for this mistake. Your mother's advice is to make up, for your son's sake Salsa!" said Bu Jannah Gentle.


Mila is back on edge. The skin once tasted to be consequent with the decision he took o the first time. He was like that, for loving Irfan too much.


Mila is still flinching.


Mr. Mahmud helped Irfan rise. It's not for that guy to sit on the couch. While Bu Jannah leads Mila and Salsa to sit on different couches.


Mila's still tight-lipped. While Irfan saw a discussion with the proposal of Mr. Mahmud. "Yes sir!" Reply spirit. The gloomy face full of sadness turned into a cheerful one.


"Mila, you give Irfan another chance!" The proposal of Mr. Mahmud again. "Remember, there's Salsa who needs the love of her parents!" Timpal Bu Jannah is full of emphasis.


Mila stared at the sad Salsa that was now in Irfan's lap. Seeing her daughter was sad made her heart break.


"Sir.. Sorry Mas!" Irfan stuck out his hand slowly, expecting his Sorry Mila.


Mila stared fixedly at Irfan, looks sincerity in her eyes Irfan.


"Yes Mas!' Answer weakly.


" Thank you Deck!" Irfan was happy, peeping the cheek of the princess. He looks so happy.


"In debt, why is there a debt to Irene?" Mila wants Irfan to be honest in front of Mr. Mahmud and Ms. Jannah. Because now, Mr. Mahmud and Bu Jannah have been considered Mila as parents


"That's just Irene's wits. I don't owe him. It's just, he thinks I owe him, when we inde hoy..!"


"What.. Astarghfirullah. ..!" shouted Mila Hysteris. Why did her husband clearly confess the evil that he did before others. Where's his shame.


Irfan who was aware of his words, finally chose silence and looked down embarrassed.


"Son Irfan, Mila wants to give you another chance. I hope you really and truly improve. If you get caught cheating again, then. You have to divorce Mila!" firmly Mr. Samsul.


"Yes sir!' suhut Irfan weak.


Mr. Samsul moved from his seat. He took the laptop that was on his desk in the living room. Yes, Mr. Mahmud is a teacher too, precisely Mila's friend from work.


Mr. Samsul started typing on his laptop. Making points that must be obeyed by Irfan . Once violated, Irfan must divorce Mila.


When Mr. Mahmud was busy typing the points that Irfan had to obey. Mila could only bow and did not want to meet Irfan. She still looks upset to her husband. Mrs Jannah is busy making coffee in the kitchen.


Mr. Mahmud printed the letter of agreement. Give it to Irfan to read. Irfan agreed with the contents of the agreement, he signed it.


After signing the agreement. Mr. Mahmud did not allow Irfan and Mila to go straight home, before the new couple had dinner at his house. Mila, who refused her goodwill offers, Mr. Mahmud and Ms. Jannah, ended up having dinner at the house.


Mr. Mahmud also gave a long healthy na to Irfan. Likewise with Mila, who must be patient to undergo try and be a household.


"Aauuwh.. Mas.. What the hell is it?" lamented Mila upset, when Irfan joked Mila suddenly ngerem suddenly after he hit the gas. They are now on their way home